u/sayonaradespair

So I've been working at this call center job for 3 years now, I feel like my boss never liked me but somehow gave me a permanent contract with the company.

He is the micromanager type of manager, and he is only happy when he is pointing fingers.

So my metrics have not always been to their liking, but I implemented some automation to my work and now I'm by far the one person in my team with the best results.

The other day he sent me a message on teams but because I was stuck on a call it took me a while to reply.

I was baffled by the content of his message "why are you not replying? Scratching your nutsack?"

I was baffled and told him I didn't allow him to treat me that way and to use that language with me.

His reply?

"Oh look at him offended".

I told him again that I didnt give permission for him to use that type of language with me.

So that was that.

Then he started to make comments about...me crossings my legs while taking calls.

I told him it's my body and I'm not offending anyone by crossing my legs so I will continue to do so because that's how I am comfortable.

Sometimes he still talks about this situation with me crossing my legs, I just look at him without saying anything.

Now the real kicker of this story is that the same boss that calls me unprofessional for crossing my legs scratches his ass in the middle of the office and smells his own fingers while strutting and strolling his way on the office.

The hypocrisy kills me, the situation is so ridiculous that I'm not even upset ..I just smile at this fool.

Long time lurker and first time poster here and be advised..this will be a long one so I apologize in advance:)

The last 4 years of my life have been an insane roller-coaster and I'm at a stage now where I'm finally enjoying being single.

So back in 2022 I was engaged with my ex, we had bought a house and everything seemed fine and dandy...on the surface.

We made some risky decisions doing our time together including a threesome with a mutual friend and unfortunately I started to develop feelings for this other person.

I tried my best to push those feelings aside and we even agreed that she shouldn't come to our house anymore, I was a terrible friend to her.

For 3 years I tried to push my feelings aside, the relationship with my ex completely collapsed and meanwhile I had also pushed aside someone I cared for deeply.

Last year I finally reached out to this friend, I said I was terribly sorry and confessed that I had developed feelings for her and I wasn't able to navigate the complexity of it all and this is why I pushed her aside, we talked and she cried and said she understood that I was in a difficult position and it was tough for me to do the right thing.

What I didn't expect was her telling me she also developed feelings for me back then, but unfortunately it wasn't meant to be because she was living in another continent .

Fuckin bummer right?

I feel very blessed that we are in contact now tho, I was afraid she would never be able to forgive and maybe I didn't deserve her forgiveness but..I have it and I feel very blessed for it.

So after this happened I went into a couple of dates, I won't lie ..I still had feelings for my dear friend living abroad but I figured I had to move on.

I had a couple of disastrous dates, my personal favorite is the lady that screamed at me at a restaurant "WHO'S GONNA COOK FOR ME AND MY DAUGHTER THEN"? When I told her I don't cook, I never cooked and I will never cook.

Then something interesting happened, I started talking very frequently with a friend I had for close to 20 years.

In hindsight it's obvious there was some chemistry between us which was never able to be "lived" because we were both dating other people.

So anyways, we finally acknowledge the obvious and suddenly I was spending weekends at her place.

Things went wonderfully for exactly 3 weekends..we would laugh at the same stuff, we would go deep in conversation and sex was pretty fuckin great.

On our last weekend together I told her in advance that I wouldn't be in the mood for sex as I had a massive thing causing me so much fuckin anxiety

Usually when I'm that worried I don't want to be around anyone, but damn..she already felt like "home".

She said "dont be silly just come on over and we will unwind and talk and dont even think about me pressusring you to do something you dont want to do".

So I went.

The next day she evaluated our weekend as "lukewarm..we dont see each other that often so it's sad when we dont have sex BUT DON'T FEEL PRESSURE NEXT TIME".

I was in shock, I asked her ..can you repeat what you just said slowly so we both try to figure out what you mean..because FFS did you just say..weekend was lukewarm because we didn't have sex but don't feel pressure next time?

I was in fuckin shock..she told me to go when I told her before I wouldn't be in the mood for sex..so my boundaries mean shit?

Jesus lord.

So I bailed.

And after I bailed? I was guilt tripped to no end.."after all the meals I cooked, after making myself beautiful just for you, After all the gifts I gave you".

And I was friends with her for 15 years before we even had any sort of intimacy.

I feel like I had no clue who the fuck she even is/was, and neither does she.

An otherwise intelligent and sensitive woman that turned into a monster the SECOND she saw me shocked because she said our weekend together was lukewarm when I informed beforehand I wouldnt be in the mood for sex.

And you know the exact moment I felt blessed for being single? It was when I hit play on a voicenote she sent me and she was hyperventilating in extreme anger enumerating everything she bought me..

I paused that voicenote because I saw that she was recording another voicenote and I told her "don't waste your time because I won't listen to this tone of voice coming from anyone ".

So I ended up blocking her everywhere, I felt like she didn't respect my boundaries and she was hoping I would bend them at her will.

I wouldn't bend them in that case because I was worried, I was not in the mood and I don't provide sex on demand.

And to be honest it kinda feels great now being single, knowing I owe jack shit to anyone and knowing that I stood my ground and I didn't break my boundaries for no one.

So it was actually traumatic as this that made me FULLY appreciate the benefits of being single .